Jan 06, 2009 04:28
I wonder, is this the calm before the storm? Am I being lulled into a false sense of security, accomplishment, so that it can all come crashing down? I hope not. I think I'm actually doing some good, serving a true purpose for once. It's weird for me, but I think I'm content with what I'm doing. And so far everyone I've spoken to has been supportive, wanted to help how they can.
Niklas apologized...I think. But he's still jumping to conclusions. We'll have to work on that. And I finally got to spar with Sam. He's almost as good as I am. This makes me happy. Been having weird dreams that border on nightmares though, which doesn't.
I wonder how Caritas is for a name...
So many people I need to meet with though. So many plans still need to be made, or simply put in motion. I may almost be taking on more than I can handle. I really should get that secretary. Preferably someone who doesn't mind large animals - besides Weir, of course. That's just a given. Or mood swingy bosses. Or chaos. Or fighting. Damn. I wonder if there's anyone even like that in Amber. Or even in Shadow.
The ignorance, the stupidity, and the hypocrisy of people continues to amaze me. Pity they simply can't be killed and make Amber and her shadows a little smarter and more pleasant. Ah well. Sometimes death isn't the worse fate.
Also, sunburns are a pain in the ass. And I'm not just meaning metaphorically.
niklas,
samas,
journal,
plotting,
dreams